"Ping! You don't actually love me, it's just a word. If you really love me, why can't you say it?" Zheng Lei grabbed Wei Ping's arm in pain and shook her. Why does Zheng Lei have to think that what is not said does not exist? "If I don't care about him, whether he lives or lives, unless I die, or..." Wei Ping's tears fell drop by drop into the water glass in front of her: "Or I don't have him in my heart." "Ping! Have you ever thought that we are actually the same person!" Kang Yingjie held Wei Ping's face and looked at her crying mess, and actually laughed... (First Novel Reading Network)
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